Put on your dresses of yellow and gold

I am still wallowing in Autumn. Dad and I took a ride yesterday out into the west desert to hunt down some dead cedar/juniper trees to cut for fireplace logs. We got a nice load--the ride was lovely. The little mining town of Eureka is still something right out of the past. I remember one year, Grandma and Grandpa Bateman cut a Juniper tree and used it as their Christmas tree. It was a funny ole thing--but, as fragrant as could be. Glad Shayne is better--and yes, it the midst of the flu the blessings are still overwhelming--and now Hilary is ailing--Melissa is on the upswing, and Vynessa is trying to get 'something'. Keep saying your prayers.

let me try that again

These last few Autumn days, are a present pure and simple. They are summer's gift to us. My most favorite autumn memory is when I was conducting music for Primary in England, and I was asking the children what season it was when the nights get colder, and the leaves turn red and gold, and we can see our breath in the air. My Shayne shouted out "Deer Hunting Season"

Come little leaves said the wind one day. Come over the meadow with me to play. Put on your dresses of yellow and gold--summer is gone and the winter grows cold.

Autumn days

No possible picture for this.

My life at my job today is beyond words and pictures. The wonderful part is that I am totally calm--have no power to change it so why get in a dither.

Halloween was a bust at my house. 16 kids is all--so by 8 p.m. I was taking a walk out in the parking lot--but that was just plain haunting as I could see the spirit of ole Murphy dog running out ahead of me, and the crazy cats--what were their names--sneaking along the brick wall.
Ah, ghosts of memories past.

Hot summer Days

This has got to be the best way to enjoy the summer--silly siblings, water, and nothing else to do but have fun, fun, fun.

Monkeys Up a Tree

Another Tree Picture at the Jensens. This was so much fun, and we are so grateful that Hilary and Shawn like to have family come invade them.

This is for Dawn

Here I am with my 5 crazy grandkiddos in Rexburg. I know you are missing me terribly, so this is just for you. And what is Dawn missing about me----well she is missing me singing to my desk and computer, and dancing in the hallway, and knocking on her office window, and bossing her around, and shredding, and shredding, and shredding.
Have a super day without me. And I miss you too, but I will never admit it. Tell Susan hello.
See you